Happy Holidays
'Tis the season... or something like that. There's one song I've been listening to at least once a day for the past week or so while getting into the holiday spirit. It's called "Christmas in New York".
A local NY Irish pub band called Shilelagh Law wrote it for the Christmas of 2001, three months after September 11. I get goosebumps every single time I hear it, in that "appreciate what's really important"-way.
A homemade video (not made by me):
The lyrics:
There's snow in the air, winter is here.
The wind is blowing, the nights are so clear.
There's presents to wrap and cards to send.
It's Christmas in New York again.
There's somebody singing a holiday song.
You pick up the tune and start singing along.
You learned the words sometime way back when.
It's Christmas in New York again.
Fancy store windows and millions of lights.
Downtown in December, what a fabulous sight.
You spin round and round trying to take it all in.
It's Christmas in New York again.
As you gather round the table with everyone,
You feel that something has been left undone.
The tree is all trimmed, your shopping is through,
But there's one last thing you still have to do.
It's Christmas Eve, eleven PM.
You walk down to the church and you quietly go in.
Kneel down in the last pew, right on the aisle.
And say God I know that it's been a while.
But can you do me a favor on this Christmas Eve?
Can you send out some blessings to people for me?
You know these last few months have been kind of tough,
And we could all use a little love.
So bless New York's finest, our angels in blue.
Giving us hope and helping us through.
And bless New York's bravest, the FDNY.
Giving their sweat and their tears and their lives.
And bless all the medics and our troops overseas,
And the guys in the hardhats removing debris.
Bless the everyday people who answered the call.
Bless those who gave some, and those who gave all.
And bless all the souls who left us this year.
You may be gone, but you'll always be here,
Singing and dancing with family and friends.
It's Christmas in New York again.
There's snow in the air, winter is here.
The wind is blowing, the nights are so clear.
There's presents to wrap and cards to send.
It's Christmas in New York again.
Fa la la-la la la-la la la-la
Fa la la-la la la-la la la-la
Fa la la-la la la-la la la-la
Fa la la-la la la-la la la-la
... And it's Christmas in New York again.
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So yeah, I just wanted to share this with y'all.
Happy Holidays to you and yours.
A local NY Irish pub band called Shilelagh Law wrote it for the Christmas of 2001, three months after September 11. I get goosebumps every single time I hear it, in that "appreciate what's really important"-way.
A homemade video (not made by me):
The lyrics:
There's snow in the air, winter is here.
The wind is blowing, the nights are so clear.
There's presents to wrap and cards to send.
It's Christmas in New York again.
There's somebody singing a holiday song.
You pick up the tune and start singing along.
You learned the words sometime way back when.
It's Christmas in New York again.
Fancy store windows and millions of lights.
Downtown in December, what a fabulous sight.
You spin round and round trying to take it all in.
It's Christmas in New York again.
As you gather round the table with everyone,
You feel that something has been left undone.
The tree is all trimmed, your shopping is through,
But there's one last thing you still have to do.
It's Christmas Eve, eleven PM.
You walk down to the church and you quietly go in.
Kneel down in the last pew, right on the aisle.
And say God I know that it's been a while.
But can you do me a favor on this Christmas Eve?
Can you send out some blessings to people for me?
You know these last few months have been kind of tough,
And we could all use a little love.
So bless New York's finest, our angels in blue.
Giving us hope and helping us through.
And bless New York's bravest, the FDNY.
Giving their sweat and their tears and their lives.
And bless all the medics and our troops overseas,
And the guys in the hardhats removing debris.
Bless the everyday people who answered the call.
Bless those who gave some, and those who gave all.
And bless all the souls who left us this year.
You may be gone, but you'll always be here,
Singing and dancing with family and friends.
It's Christmas in New York again.
There's snow in the air, winter is here.
The wind is blowing, the nights are so clear.
There's presents to wrap and cards to send.
It's Christmas in New York again.
Fa la la-la la la-la la la-la
Fa la la-la la la-la la la-la
Fa la la-la la la-la la la-la
Fa la la-la la la-la la la-la
... And it's Christmas in New York again.
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So yeah, I just wanted to share this with y'all.
Happy Holidays to you and yours.